Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from South Africa and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Monks to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Bad Manners. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-Ray Spex record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ken Boothe,
Ralphi Rosario,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Divine Comedy,
Joensuu 1685,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Roger Hodgson,
Letta Mbulu,
JFA,
The Slackers,
Wolf Eyes,
New Age Steppers,
Joy Division,
Agent Orange,
Black Sheep,
Roxette,
Minnie Riperton,
Ultravox,
The Kinks,
Essential Logic,
Sight & Sound,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ronan,
David Bowie,
Agitation Free,
The Pretty Things,
Rotary Connection,
the Swans,
Oneida,
Heaven 17,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
X-Ray Spex,
Mars,
Swell Maps,
Pantytec,
Matthew Bourne,
Kool Moe Dee,
Kerri Chandler,
Gichy Dan,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Unrelated Segments,
Sixth Finger,
The Sound,
One Last Wish,
Scientists,
Erasure,
Basic Channel,
Curtis Mayfield,
Terry Callier,
James White and The Blacks,
Godley & Creme,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Procol Harum,
T.S.O.L.,
Dead Boys,
Boredoms,
Judy Mowatt,
Black Pus,
Amon Düül II,
Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.